Magic is every where you cannot hear and can not be seen,
but you feel it in the breeze and in the rustles of the trees.
Magic turns and drifts away,
Never knowing where it will go next
People may just want it to stay, but it never goes their way,
This magic always has special effects but it’s complex,
Magic is in our heart,
In the air we breath,
There is just one thing we don’t know about magic,
Is where it might be?????
It’s just tragic!
That’s just magic.